January 2010
353 posts
Creativity.
Why the cage bird sings.
We can all feel a bit like the caged bird at times, confined in the roles we play, expected to conform to the expectations of others.
A bird has wings to fly. Caged, it can do little more than flutter its wings in frustration. It sings to give vent to it misery, to express itself, and to create beauty for itself. We all need to find outlets for our stifled selves. In the...
Grandpa watching BET.
Me: Grandpa why you watching Gucci man?
Grandpa: I aint’t watchin’ no Gucci nothin’ I’on watch that crap.
December 2009
633 posts
Patiently anxious to slowly grasp the obscure.
Listening to weather channel jazz.
Check out the interview.
http://endangermentofthecool.tumblr.com/
Ras G. Just listen.
Getting interviewed by Marz.
Blaze one for the nation.
So I just broke my grandparents bed.
(Grandpa): What happened, you broke somn?
(Me): Yeah.
(Grandpa): What, the table?
(Me): Nah, Your bed, it just snapped. I didnt know your bed was that flimsy.
(Grandpa): Well it aint meant to be jumpin on. Damn.
(Grandpa): Jesus Christ, why you gotta be so dumb.
(Me) Mybad grandpa.
lol